lady parts are for kissing. lady pieces go in the fridge.
Visited Detroit last weekend for the first time since late May. First time I'd seen my parents since Easter. Had a great time seeing my lovely jaidesu, talking and eating noodles and chocolate and watching a million episodes of Community.
I miss that city so much sometimes. It the best and worst place in the world. I wish everything wasn't so terrible with the economy and everything falling apart there and no money no money no money, I almost want to move back there some day. There's so much more there. I love the freeway, I love the middle eastern fruit markets in the ghetto, I love the diversity and water everywhere and everything being so wide. She is mine, I feel like I've betrayed her. I miss my cats. My parents have been fostering kittens and I want to take one home every time I visit, I miss my cats so much. They are getting old and I'm not there to help take care of them, it kills me.
But I love this city too, and there are things here that I love. IDGAF, I love the Midwest. It is ridiculous and terrible and nothing but flat corn fields, hot in the summer and cold in the winter, but I love it that way. I love Detroit, I love Chicago, I love Columbus, I love Fort Wayne. Everything is terrible and wonderful.
Life is all working and cleaning and baking and drinking coffee and shounen manga. I like it but I don't think I'm supposed to.
I want to take a sewing class and a drawing class. I want to be a baker and a plumber and a social worker and a housewife. I want to have a child, I want to run away to China and never see anyone for years and cry when I think about the soy bean fields in Indiana and snow in the winter and the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack and miss everything.
I think I am ahead and I am behind. I think about androids and modifying my body and being connected all the time and why isn't that now, and thank god it's not now. I still listen to Be Human and Yours Truly, 2095 and The Future Soon and Rainbow Girl and sink into these thoughts. I watch Hatsune Miku's concert and think of Sharon Apple and how we are all doomed and isn't it wonderful? I would rather die in the robot wars than keel over from tuberculosis, any day, I will die by my own hand, the one that simply wanted the future and got too much. But probably it will be radiation or too much modified food or I will simply just keep regenerating my cells until I just can't bear it anymore. This is what I think about when it is dark, which is most of the time in Indiana in October and it will only grow darker and I am fine with that. I was born in the winter, that's where I am. To live and die in the forest.
I am actually very happy and isn't it odd?
I miss that city so much sometimes. It the best and worst place in the world. I wish everything wasn't so terrible with the economy and everything falling apart there and no money no money no money, I almost want to move back there some day. There's so much more there. I love the freeway, I love the middle eastern fruit markets in the ghetto, I love the diversity and water everywhere and everything being so wide. She is mine, I feel like I've betrayed her. I miss my cats. My parents have been fostering kittens and I want to take one home every time I visit, I miss my cats so much. They are getting old and I'm not there to help take care of them, it kills me.
But I love this city too, and there are things here that I love. IDGAF, I love the Midwest. It is ridiculous and terrible and nothing but flat corn fields, hot in the summer and cold in the winter, but I love it that way. I love Detroit, I love Chicago, I love Columbus, I love Fort Wayne. Everything is terrible and wonderful.
Life is all working and cleaning and baking and drinking coffee and shounen manga. I like it but I don't think I'm supposed to.
I want to take a sewing class and a drawing class. I want to be a baker and a plumber and a social worker and a housewife. I want to have a child, I want to run away to China and never see anyone for years and cry when I think about the soy bean fields in Indiana and snow in the winter and the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack and miss everything.
I think I am ahead and I am behind. I think about androids and modifying my body and being connected all the time and why isn't that now, and thank god it's not now. I still listen to Be Human and Yours Truly, 2095 and The Future Soon and Rainbow Girl and sink into these thoughts. I watch Hatsune Miku's concert and think of Sharon Apple and how we are all doomed and isn't it wonderful? I would rather die in the robot wars than keel over from tuberculosis, any day, I will die by my own hand, the one that simply wanted the future and got too much. But probably it will be radiation or too much modified food or I will simply just keep regenerating my cells until I just can't bear it anymore. This is what I think about when it is dark, which is most of the time in Indiana in October and it will only grow darker and I am fine with that. I was born in the winter, that's where I am. To live and die in the forest.
I am actually very happy and isn't it odd?